Be Prudent, And If You Hear, *

Once My Heart Was Captured, Reason Was Shown The Door, Deliberately And With A Sort Of Frantic Joy. I Accepted Everything, I Believed Everything, Without Struggle, Without Suffering, Without Regret, Without False Shame. How Can One Blush For What One Adores?

The Beauty That Addresses Itself To The Eyes Is Only The Spell Of The Moment; The Eye Of The Body Is Not Always That Of The Soul.

I Would Rather Believe That God Did Not Exist Than Believe That He Was Indifferent.

... What Is There Over Which The Incomparable Beauty Of Childhood Would Not Triumph?

My Strength Has Not Equaled My Mad Ambition. I Have Remained Obscure; I Have Done Worse -- I Have Touched Success, And Allowed It To Escape Me.